"I am thankful, immensely, for my wife and hopeful that she and I will both still be drawing breath together decades from now and hopeful too that every now and again her hand will reach out to me or squeeze back when I reach out to take her hand in mine.
I am thankful, boundlessly, for my daughters and hopeful that they will never let what they know (or think they know) or all that they've experienced get in the way of striving for what they don't know and have yet to experience. I am hopeful that they are never unaware of the love and faith in their abilities that their parents have for them.
I am thankful for my immediate, extended, and adopted families for shaping me, accepting me, and reshaping me anew when necessary (often) into a “me” that I too am able to accept. I am hopeful that together we grow, flourish and continue to celebrate the myriad of ways in which we are different and the same.
I am joyfully thankful for this planet for both possessing natural, untrammeled wonders and for hosting the triumphs of civilization. I remain cautiously hopeful that distinction and balance can be made between the two and that the failures of civilization aren't mistaken for triumphs and allowed to render nature extinct, not in my lifetime nor the lifetime of any creature that comes after.
I am thankful for hope. Real hope. Not sloganeering, not wouldn't-that-be-nice daydreaming, not wishful thinking without effort made toward realization. Real hope with real effort.
I am thankful for dreams and hopeful for dreams, realized or simply sought after.
Apparently, I wrote those words three years ago (thanksliving.), so this is more a recitation than a creative post.
They've never wrung truer than now.
We received confirmation today that Lily's surgery will take place on November 28, so you'd better believe that hope and gratitude are very much on my mind.
The anticipation of that procedure is going to put a whole new spin on Thanksgiving this year. All of the nearly unthinkable unknowns drive home the need to be grateful for time shared with the people we care for most deeply. The potential to drive out the demon that is cancer and free Lil from its possession is wonderful basis for hope.
It's all almost too much.
It's a lot, but it's not too much.
Hope sustains and we thank you for the hope you have for Lily.
Pull your loved ones close and make sure they know they're loved.
Assumptions of that sort are recipe for regret should time slip away.
Don't wait on Hallmark for your cues. Hallmark doesn't care if you miss any given occasion because they've got a "so sorry" card at the ready for that situation too.
Give thanks today. Give thanks every single day.